CHAPTER XIII.
The moors were a great resource this spring; Emily and Charlotte walked out on them perpetually, "to the great damage of our shoes, but I hope, to the benefit of our health." The old plan of school-keeping was often discussed in these rambles; but in-doors they set with vigour to shirt- making for the absent Branwell, and pondered in silence over their past and future life.

At last they came to a determination.
"I have seriously entered into the enterprise of keeping a school--or rather, taking a limited number of pupils at home.

That is, I have begun in good earnest to seek for pupils.

I wrote to Mrs.--- " (the lady with whom she had lived as governess, just before going to Brussels), "not asking her for her daughter--I cannot do that--but informing her of my intention.

I received an answer from Mr.--- expressive of, I believe, sincere regret that I had not informed them a month sooner, in which case, he said, they would gladly have sent me their own daughter, and also Colonel S.'s, but that now both were promised to Miss C.